The Feast of Flowers: A Floral Game of Fortune
Adams & Co, 1869

a flower appears in my dream

not nodding

they don’t always nod

and reminds me of Trisha, a florist,

who always told me—

branches in a field of moss behind her—

about arrangements, the structure of corsages,

and the languages no one speaks any more

the flower tells me

that humans speak the language of chemicals

but they aren’t very good at it, flowers though

it is their only way

a pause

but that’s not quite right

we use light in ways your eyes can’t see

and now the nod

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